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Moki never wore a collar of course, but in sex she must. He knew his bitch never doubted it. He divined she never had to: they were a team, after all, so well trained that even short of camp, little more than, really, a beat up sleeping bag and a cooler perched on a rise, he could bump her to a stop, sniff her to her back, force her legs apart, and as he had done often when they had been a-froggin' back East, roll in her carp to conceal his own scent. He would be quick though, with his perfuming ritual, brief this evening, because tonight not even this unhallowed choreographer could defy time and night itself. He had obligations too. He was as ed as instinct, without the choices his co-star may have had just this morning. His dark little film noir had a firm play date and it was plotted under a starless proscenium, so he nipped her up and onward toward that stinky old sleeping bag, her ill-lit stage. He pranced her along, salivating less with intelligence than with the Pavlovian anticipations of the specticle to come. Could he visualize this child's comedic shakings as a mockery of a girl shivering to death, or did he predict the future in the way the soulless always seem to do? He had come to expect her infantile moans, those faminiar delightful soliloquies of icy suffering, but in the end it did not matter, neither to him, nor to the unhearing umber universe above, nor any longer to the Great Rock, near but forgotten. -- -- And the award goes to... well done. japanese Bravo! Encore! -- -- Good boy. Nice puppy. The Sun was dying over the edge of the world, so it was less than night and less than day in camp. Red was black; white was gray. Against creation's last glow Moki observed his little bitch puff into the static evening air checking to see her breath, judging the temperature thereby. Not frosty tonight, he saw, not yet anyway, but soon it would be too dark to tell asian even with her moss-green-grays, or with his blue and brown, with a Hidden Cams dollip of copper. They were a team, however, these two, so with a wink and a nod he had her unfurl the mise-en-scene where he would stage her, blowjob --Crackle and Fwap!-- She did so with such a fly-cast snap he started aback a few feet. He steadied though, when his fading bratling fished into her backpack for her kneepads and then landed them home with an authoritative Velcro crunch. She seemed so unhesitating, so self-assured, so almost eager, knowing what was to come. She continued lowering herself pushing me farther and farther into her. She licked her tingly lips and put her head in her hands, “I knowww, I’m not supposed to wear them anymore. They had shifted positions so Mr. Iyer was now standing directly in front of my splayed thighs, but a couple meters from me. I was getting embarrassed by my exposure to them and started allowing my thighs to close, but Mr. Iyer asian reacted quickly. I swiftly slipped my belt loose a couple of notches. I wondered how long it would take for her to realize that the deal with Natchal only applied to me personally. Cindy: Is it as bad as they say? “I can’t believe how rude you were to him. I reached out and grabbed his firm little butt while simultaneously inhaling his whole cock into my mouth, sucking hard and shaking my head slightly. “Hey baby” she said and moved in for a kiss. "They didn't say Sir…," she confessed. She orgasms at least two more times before he finally reaches his point of no return. Now she yanks me off and sucks doing both motions. That night when I was Hidden Cams telling Jon all about my day he had a real good look at all the front of my body he said that battery acid can be really dangerous and that I blowjob had been quite lucky. I took the buzzer and went back outside japanese to wait on Molly with Susan. Once in there, I laid her down in the middle of the bed. How about you lay back down on the bed?" Stephanie asked with an annoying smirk. I gently moved my caresses in that direction, and she gladly accepted them. “Please, please, spill it in me. I love you, Henry. CUMMING” he hollered.